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First Line Fridays – Love In Three Quarter Time

Welcome to another installment of First Line Fridays, hosted by Hoarding Books. Today is a special installment. As far as I know this is the first feature of this story in a FLF. I LOVE it when authors’ book babies that they’ve been dreaming of for a long time finally come to be. Big congratulations to my friend Rachel. I’m so glad you found the courage to share Klaus with the world.

“If Evelyn Watt’s life were projected on a movie screen, it might look like the strand of Laura Linney’s story in Love, Actually.”

But, I have to say, guys, that while this is First Line Friday, I absolutely adored the last paragraph. They don’t get enough love, and this one is so full of it. Read it so you can see what I mean!

Giveaway

To celebrate the last day of my Blogiversary week, I’m giving away an ebook copy of Rachel’s Love in Three Quarter Time so you can relish in the romance yourself. The giveaway will be open for one week. As always, please read my terms and conditions for giveaways and it’s open to US residents only. Click on the link here to enter a Rafflecopter giveaway.

Happy Friday! Here are my lines “On a drowsy Sunday afternoon, a man in a long dark coat hesitated in front or a house on a tree-lined street. He hadn’t parked a car, nor had he come by taxi. No neighbor had seen him strolling along the sidewalk. He simply appeared, as if stepping between one shadow and the next.”

My first line is from a book but Andrea Boeshaar: My Heat Belongs in the Shenandoah Valley. Part of the first page fourth paragraph down.

A light breeze cooled the sudden perspiration on Mac’s brow. The war was over. Besides, Father was counting on him to make something of himself— prove the gossips wrong— in this new land in the Shenandoah Valley.

I thought this was a historical romance based on the cover, but that first line is definitely contemporary. I’ll have to check it out. Thanks for sharing!

I’m sharing the first line from Aint Misbehaving by Marji Laine on my blog. I’m currently reading My Sister’s Prayer by Mindy Starns Clark and Leslie Gould. It’s the middle book in a trilogy and I really shouldn’t have read the third book first, because it did ruin some of the big-picture suspense. Here’s the first line:

The cry for help came as I was coasting toward the bicycle rack at the far end of the story.

My current first line is from Cathy Gohlke’s Until We Find Home: “Lightning crackled, splitting the night sky over Paris, illuminating letters painted on the bookstore window across the street: La Maison des Amis des Livres.”

Death at Thorburn Hall by Julianna Deering – “Madeline Farthering gripped her husband’s arm a little more tightly as they made their way through the mass of people crowding Waverly Station, certain that if they were separated in this chaos she’d never be able to find him again.”

For the contest, yes, I’ve won contests, but I think only one from a blog. That prize was a nice ceramic loose tea tumbler. Other book-related contest prizes have been books, candy, popcorn, bookmarks and a t-shirt. Thanks for the chance to win.